Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1887-04-28

Slaycrop's clearing often the face o
creation quicker'n hghtnin' could melt
a tub of butter. 1 were bound to see
the fun, an if suckers wasn't the tim
idest an skeeriest critters th't swilns,
that fund come to pass
at had happened. sonny. th't only
the day afore this high OF sucker fish
in o. mine, had considered it leetle
piece o. duty owed to the community
to pitch inter Shadrack Jamberry, oil
Poke Jamberry's boy, an lam him the
properest kind. Consistently he had a
grudge agin me. He lived clus to the
creek. nearly two miled above our
place, ut the Fiddler's Elbow Bend.
This bend were so sharp th't ez me an
the suckers an the creek were comm
to ards the bend see Shadrack stand.
in on the bank, an he see me. TIL
want nothin' selfish about me, so /
hollered to Shadrack to show him th't
/ didn't heY no hard feelin's, to come
back an foller the circus. an lay in a
stock o. suckers agin coon famine.
But Shadrack want of meek an fol-
givin' natur like me, an so instid o.
takin' the olive branch I offered. he
grabs up a couple O. big stuns an
chucks 'em in the water ahead o me
an the suckers. That skeert the timid
fish th't was in the lead, an they got
demor'lized an turned tail. The panic
spread to the hull caboOdle O. suckers,
an the fust thing 1 know'd I were
h'isted up in the air Zif I'd ben blow d
up in blast, an wh-o-o-o-o! away
were goin' back down stream like a
hailstorm in hurrycane o wind. Thar
/ were, Peleg, ridin' high an dry on a
big raft o. suckers, an a goin' sumpin'
like miled minute, bound fer some
whar, but whar 1 didn't know. Ye
orter be very thankful, sonny, th't yer
a livin' now, an not in them days Wen
us pioneers was suferin' an a runnin'
risks like that, jist to plant civ lization
an git it in shape fer folks that's liyin'
nOwi
81 were boosted up so nigh by that
raft o. demor'liZed suckers th't ez we
tore along to'ards our folks's clearin' l
could look right down over the raise
'twizt it an the creek, an ez we come
higher 1 could see my hard-workin'
pap settin' in the cabin door smokin'
his corn-cob pipe, an my easy-goin'
NANNY a chopin wood to git supper
with. Thinks. says l TO my
self, l wonder if they'll ever
find me when this runaway flood O.
bilin' waters an panic-struck suckers
come to head som ers? An just then
we struck the bend in the creek nigh
the clearin'. The bend were bout eZ
sudden ez the angle in a ship-knee, an
when the wall O. suckers plunked
twenty-five high an all rock, 'twere
like the comm together O two ingines.
The body O. the army was fetched up
a-standin' but me an the top layers O
the sucker raft was five foot higher n
the rocks, an ez we hadn't hit nuthin'
we KEEP straight on. We left the
water route an travelled the rest O.
the way by the air line. an fore my
good Of parents know'd wat hit 'em
under sumpin' ike half an acre O.
suckers, not countin' me. 1t took me
quite vile to dig the oil folks out;
but they want hurt any thin with
mentionin'. My folks want noways
noted fer bein' curious bout things,
an all th't were said 'bcut that big
sucker fish o. mine was this. Nam
says: Wizard We ketch emp In the
bend O. the creek says. I've alters
heerd,' says pap, 'th't the best time to
ketch suckers were on the first flood,
an this makes it good An that
ended it; but we had fresh suckers an
salt suckers, an smoked suckers, an
sucker pop from then on till the mex
Chris mas. Sc We see, Peleg, that them
wild waves didn't say nothin' to me,
but they got right up an done, an
The Old Settler was cut short off in
whatever moral he intended to draw,
for the doing cat hurled herself against
his stomach by one wild leap from the
splint-bottomed rocking chair, and
with yell that scared a dog on the
other side of the road, and brought
Peleg's grandmother out of the sitting
room on trot. The cat sank its
claws deeper and deeper into the Old
Settler, and he joined in the yelling.
Little Peleg went quietly out of the
kitchen door, and by the time his
grandmother had removed a patent
clothes pin from the cats tail he
was half way over to Bill Simmons
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